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Inside the grus walls,
Today the astonishment is enclosed.
The little letters, the dreams,
the sweet hubbub
to be a child again.
She cradled for years,
my soul wounded as a bird,
And how well he knew how to do it!
Today, in my heart,
ring, as then,
the bell in an echo.
School of my childhood,
the one in the center of the town.
The blanket covers a tree,
because its soil is fertile.
I want to embrace you,
to all those who were
of white overall
and successful endeavor.
Be children or adults,
eternal walkers ...
The lapachos will say,
tonight, in the wind;
I thank you, little school
that stitched solitude,
caressed with stories ...
And he sent me to life,
like who goes to a break.
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